Numb

iHateMyself

Disappointed and tired.

Both in love and the things i do.

Wanna say sori to all for letting my team down.

It was me. I didnt put enough effort.

The confidence level was high, but after what happened last night, i finally realise that my dreams can never come true.

Cried my eyes thru the journey home. When i passed the mama shop, i saw cans of Mocha Coffee Nestle.

Drank like 12 cans of them at the garden near my block. Vomited myself thru the process. Felt so high. Den i went home.

Couldnt sleep at all. The thought of being a monkey that failed to come true haunted my sleep. I went down to 7 Eleven at 3am in the morning to buy another 6 cans of Mocha Coffee. Was screaming my lungs farking out afterwards.

Pretended to sleep after that.

Moral of the story? Fuck me. Hate me.

Coz im hazlami. Loser.

Sori. Peace